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"New and shiny Short Poem Competition"

Ashman wins.

Ashman wrote:
> Okay, to save making a new thread and all that gayby stuff. Lets
> restart right here. Yeah, that's right. Go ahead and alter your first
> post if you want, immy.
>
> Anyway, the topic is, "a single, small south american
> child"
>
> Go.

Ashman wins.

Ashman wrote:
> Okay, to save making a new thread and all that gayby stuff. Lets
> restart right here. Yeah, that's right. Go ahead and alter your first
> post if you want, immy.
>
> Anyway, the topic is, "a single, small south american
> child"
>
> Go.

Music

Music
makes the people
come together
yeah

Shall we post them in this thread?

Of course. They should only be shortish poems, no point starting a new thread.

I see.

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Don't play with matches

I light the match,
I watch the
Flames
engulf the room. I
Smile
as the sofa turns orange,
The chair turns orange,
I turn organge.
Everything turns black.

fin.

Matches

[I]they sit there
alone
waiting to be lit
by idle hands
by a wondering finger
by me

Leaning over
i know the risks
carefully calculated
deep in my mind
i know this is the end

as the room engulfs me in flames
i kneel
i weep
i cry
i listen to my chemical romance and slit my wrists

why did I have to be a pyromaniac goth?

A Level Media Studies

So what is the affect of the media, my friend,
in terms of society?
Maybe its good because it informs us of stuff,
or maybe STFU YOU GAYBY.

Oh no.
Neal did it.
Life is awful
bad
worse
terrible
I get locked up for it.
It was not me.
Our lust for warmth
left us in this
horribly horrible
state of affairs.

Prison!

It was Neal!

A Level Media Studies

[I]if I could choose a word
to describe this simple
simple subject
it would be 'omfg-easy'

you nerd-wannabe.
if you wanna be cool
do history

The cruel blaze rages on
Burning all it surveys
Across the savanha scrublands the grass burns
Nothing left but dirt and ferns

Sweeping the land
Taking all it sees
Razing the ground and brining the people to their knees


As sure as the embers stir in the hearth
The fire engulfs mother earth